JEZEBEL 5
For the next few days, no one was speaking to Ada and she got bored of Netflix and social media. She had been skipping school with the excuse of having a headache.
Ada's POV
"I think I'll visit school today. I'll just check on Lily and skip tomorrow. Gosh! I'm so tired."
It's 8:01am according to the gold-plated alarm clock beside my bed. Well, I'll get to school by 9am. It's not too late. I walked into the bathroom and relaxed in my bathtub. It was filled with warm water and I stayed there until the water got cold. I think I need to spend some time in our jacuzzi. I put on my uniform. It comprised of a white button-down shirt, a blue knee-length skirt, a blue and white striped tie and blue blazers. I put on the shirt and left the first two buttons open, then I used the tie to form a bow and wore it on my long hair. The blazers could stay home for now.
When I got to school, I checked my Rolex, it was a few minutes to ten.
"Why are you so late?" The maths teacher asked. She was teaching my class when I entered.
"Ma, I've been ill for the past few days and I wasn't well enough to get up early today." I said as I walked over to sit between Lily and my boyfriend.
The teacher continued with her lesson. I wrote a note and slid it to Lily. That was our normal practice. 'Babe, what's up?' the note said
I waited for a reply but got none. I was bodily present in the class but my mind was on the private jet Gilbert would get me this weekend. I'll name it THE JEZEBEL.
"Ada... Ada..." "Ada!!" He finally exclaimed.
I jolted from my reverie and realized that there was a question on algebraic fractions on the board.
"Ada," the evil teacher said with a smirk, "I can tell you haven't been paying attention. Take the pen and answer the question on the board."
How dare she! Is she trying to disgrace me or what? I didn't listen through the whole topic, how will I now solve it?
"No!" I stated firmly. The class gasped. Well, that should add an extra point to my popularity.
"You said?" She asked with a shocked look.
"I said no. I have a headache and I can't stress myself over stupid maths." I told her.
The class was so silent as they watched what would happen. The teacher stormed out of the class in fury. Everyone began to laugh.
"Hail Jezebel, the queen of hell." They continued to chant and I just smiled. Everyone joined in singing my praises as no one would like to be in James' shoes. Suddenly, the door opened and the teacher marched towards me with a long stick. The class went silent again as she whipped me all over my body. I danced makosa, shaku shaku and leg work at once all in a bid to escape the unending strokes. No one had ever used a cane on me.
It was not until another teacher hearing my cries came in to help that the maths teacher stopped and left. She took me to the sick bay to get treated.
When my parents got to know, they visited the school immediately and...